The story no one would read
My days in College It is in this context that I met him. He was an attractive guy, and though I was shy, I felt attracted to him. I reached out to him for support and spoke about my situation. I opened up my heart to him. I visited his place, (he had invited my friends to his place sometimes). Once, while in first year of College, he had offered me a lift on his bike, to drop me to the hostel. At that time, I politely refused, as I enjoyed walking and was not in an urgency. When he spoke, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I don't think he noticed me or think of me in the same way as I did. Moreover, he was from a rich family, quite fluent in English and talked with an accent. After the classes were over, I saw his name in the placement list. I was happy for him. I remember I would search of silly reasons to meet him. I did not come to know as to when I started liking him as a friend. I went to meet him just after exams were over, and before leaving for home...